Bob Dylan - See That My Grave Is Kept Clean
Well there's one kind of flavor I'll ask for youWell there's one kind of flavor I'll ask for youThere's just one kind of flavor I'll ask for youYou can see that my grave is kept clean.And there's two white horses following meAnd there's two white horses following meI got two white horses following meWaiting on my burying ground.Did you ever hear that coffin soundDid you ever hear that coffin soundDid you ever hear that coffin soundMeans another poor boy is under the ground.Did you ever hear them church bells tollDid you ever hear them church bells tollDid you ever hear them church bells tollMeans another poor boy is dead and gone.And my heart stopped beating and my hands turned coldAnd my heart stopped beating and my hands turned coldAnd my heart stopped beating and my hands turned coldAnd I believe what the father told.And there's one last flavor I'll ask for youAnd there's one last flavor I'll ask for youAnd just one last flavor I'll ask for youYou can see that my grave is kept clean.
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